West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1887-03-31
know that old Mr.. Col. OF Barnvillo's


now, as it's time TO bo putting on dinner
and Hiam's SO particular But Nv Jest
this mint heerd from Mrs Brown that
the old lady was a-dying yesterday. when
Mrs. Stebbins left Barnvillc, and of
course the funeral will be tomorrow.
Wonder If your sister Cole will goD
II don't know as she's heard of it."
Miss Fanny Bates answered. i'm some ex-
ciicmcnt. But III go right round and
I see. We never heard she was sick. OF
Jane would have gone up to sec her.
though commonly there amt much visit
ing between em
Mrs. John Cole was busy making APP
pie dumplings when her sister rushed into
the kitchen
''Jane-oh, my I'm most out o.
breath. Have you heard Of old Mrs
/ Coles death in Barnvile"
Mrs John dropped the dumping which
she was just rounding symmctrically in
the palms other hands
Good gracious Fanny you've given
me turn. When did She die, and how
/ did YOU hear it,"
She was dying when Mrs Stebbins
| left Barnvillc yesterday. and Mrs Miller
says the funeral will be tomorrow"
And they never sent me a Mord Of
message. Well, that beats! But then
/ We ought TO make allowance for folks.
/ when there's death in the family. and
/ so much grief and trouble, and such "A lot
! Of things TO attend TO. Besides. il
mlghtn't bc convenient TO get horse
/ and boy TO come fifteen miles TO let us
/ know; 50 all the same, wen 90 10 the
/ funeral. 'Twouldn't look friendly. nor
like kin, not to do so; and you can go
! can go along with us, Fanny, being
| Johns sister-in-law. They'd take it
/ kindly Of you"
And there's Mrs. mn."Qaid Fanny
shes some sort o. Kin to the Coles ON
the old mgp.s side Maybe She and her
daughter would like to 90, as they've
1 got carryall of their own I'll Just run
round and let her know
Mrs. John returned TO her dumplings
with deep sigh.
1t does seem hcartlcss and unfecling
to bc making applc-dumbliugs for dinner
and ones husbands kin living dead in
her coffin, she remarked 10 her half
grown daughter. Lucky. there's that
cake We made for SUNDAYS meeting.
I'll take it with me. for thcrcll bc sight
OF folks from distance come to the
| funeral, and some of 'cm will have to
stay to dinner. And YOU can get good
basket of grapes out Of the garden
Lizzie. They're carly and won't come in
amiS,
And We must have plenty Of white
flowers, you know, ma said Lizzie. i'm
lively excitement and anticipation: and
I'll wear black sash with my white
dress, like Judge Martins daughters at
old Miss Martins funeral"
'Well all wear our black dresses"
said Mrs. Cole. 1T looks more respect
ful-likc; and I'm told it's the fashion at
funerals, even where there's no kim
So, next morning, bright and early,
two vehicles were seen 10 leave the little
village. closely crowded with black
robed figures, most Of whom carried
wrcathcs and lunches Of white flow
crs
In this part Of the country it was the
custom 10 have all "buryings" at precise
ly one o'clock, 50 the party had no fear
OF being too late for the funeral
Mr. John Cole drove his own wagon.
and Mrs. Hill hers containing her danph-
ter and q couple Of ncighbors, who, hav-
ing slight acquaintance with the Barn
vile Coles, considered IL but friendly
and respectful to the family to attend
the funeral.
They went at brisk rate until they
approached Barnvllc, whose principal
street they entered at "a proper and be
coming funeral pace
1T docs seem to me as il sort o.
shaddcr hangs over the place to-day"
Mrs. Hill observed, as she looked from
under her spcctaclcs at the people pass
ING. Poor old lady. her death will be
felt. Tor better woman never lived '
Look there's the house with the
parlor-windows shct, and, ] declare, lit
tie Jenny Cole carrying in cheers A"
And just see that pile Of old ivy rub
bish at the foot Of the back steps
They've been fixing up the paror with
garliugs ON the walls said another.
And yondcr's the minister across at
the 'pothCcays 5. talking 10 Jcems Cole
himself" exclaimed Mrs Cole "And
hC In his every day clothes and looking
not bit downca-t Wcll. / suppoec
hc hasn't had time 90 dress {"
They alightCd at the front door. where
they were met by Master Johnny. who
suddenly boiling out. nearly Knocked
down stout Mrs Hill before hc knew it.
"WcIl, johnny. how are yout said
Mrs John. 100 tone of C0mmi-cation
And how i- your poor ma Johnnyf
'0hc'- very well. / thank scr. mUam i-
answered johnny. with parrot like polite
ness while staring round uu1n the visit.
or- with a bcamiug couuteuancc
well Johnny show us the way and
go and lct your folks know chat we're
here. he don't seem to care 70 bit She
added a. thc bof skipped of. "but
then looking around ou her own eager.
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